Self-Storing Treasures

Recently two separate self-storage facilities have been built within about three miles of my house. One is actually within about 50 yards from one that has been in our area for several years. I keep thinking about those self-storage facilities as such a reflection of our culture and environment now. If you turn on your television, you can see it in shows such as Hoarders and Storage Wars. We want all the stuff and we want it for ourselves.

It’s even more apparent within us. We store up knowledge (not a bad thing), emotions, feelings and even Christ. We self-store thinking that if we keep it to ourselves, we are better off. If we store up the blessings and giftings from God that we are doing this life the right way because it’s how it plays out in our culture.

But we are so wrong…

What we define as treasures, they reflect where our hearts are. And what we do with those treasures, those gifts and blessings, well they also tell us where our hearts are. Time is a treasure to some…but how are we spending it? Money is a treasure to others….but how are you spending it? What about your gifts and talents? Are they being spent or stored up?

Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. (NIV)

For a long season I stored up my own treasure, in my own self-storage unit you could say. I pulled it away and packed it up thinking that was what I should be doing. Packing away treasure that I defined instead of spending it for what it was made to be spent on. When I took the time to break down and really examine these verses in Matthew 6, I found that my treasure is worth pulling out of storage because it has a better return on investment in heaven than by storing it away. My heart is with the treasure I spend for His glory and good…not the one I pack away in self-storage and keep for myself. It does no one any good to hoard my time, my talents…these treasures I have been gifted, especially me, but most importantly the God who gave them to me.

What today do you need to unpack from self-storage? What do you define as treasures of your life-where your heart is invested by time or money or your talents? How are you storing them up? Where are you investing your treasure, here on earth or in heaven?


10421643_10102255291125395_7045934990659585822_nToday marks two years since I became a home owner. I love my little corner of the neighborhood, and even my neighbors (when they pick up after their dogs). It’s been an interesting two years owning a home, with water heater breakdowns and painting projects and nesting.

For ten years I rented places, feeling at home but never quite like it was mine to settle into, to be in. So when I came to own my own home I started making it mine. What I liked, where I liked things, what was important and made sense for me.

Recently someone was sharing that they’d had a conversation where they told someone they felt like home to them. I get that sentiment, a feeling and emotion that roots you with someone that it feels like you might’ve known them your entire life. But I couldn’t help but disagree with them on the sentiment because home isn’t in a person. It’s not in a house, or a place, or a thing.

Home for me is where I place my treasure, where things of value that aren’t defined by the world’s standards are. Home is eternal and burning within me. It’s longing for something more and being uncomfortable until that day of completion.

For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. Matthew 6:21 (HCSB)

I see the signs saying “Home is where the heart is,” and I can’t help but believe that truth. But my heart isn’t placed in people, or things, or stuff, or places. My heart, and the treasures of my life, are found in eternal hope, redemption, joy, peace, lovingkindness, goodness…they are found in a redemption unfathomable, in an eternity of glory, in a God who provides, sustains and loves beyond words. Yes those things are found in people, in things, and places but they are ultimately a gift rooted in Him.

What we choose to place our hearts in leads to where we call home, reflects what we treasure. When we place it in people, we are sorely disappointed at times. When we place it in stuff, we find it turns to idols and is very fleeting. When we place it in locations, we find over time it loses it’s hues and sentiments. Are we chasing treasure in earthen vessels, in stuff, in places when we should be placing it in eternal hope? In eternal matters?

Instead of building a home here, I seek to build a home where my treasure and my heart are secure, growing and rooted in the truth of Who He is and What He says. That home is truly where my heart is.